(verse 1)
I came in the door, I said it before
I'll never let the games magnetize me no more
But they're biting me, fighting me, inviting me to play
I can't hold it back, there's street punks to slay
Hit em with the Justice Upper, making thugs shudder
Leaving them knocked out cold inside the gutter
It's a pity Metro City got so gritty
I can't stand seeing my own hometown become so shitty
So I'll keep knocking out punks after the next one
And and when I'm done, Mad Gear will be on the run
Cause I'm holding it down with my fists
So Cody T., beat em up to this

(verse 2)
Mad Gear be bugging out, straight acting ill
Causing all this chaos just for the thrill
Loc-ing out, saying nothing, yet talking loud
So I think it's high time I mow down the crowd
They try to rush me with a full on blitz
But they can't handle the power I hold in my fist
I make em bleed, and then proceed to throw more punches and kicks
Giving em all kinds of injuries no band-aid can fix
I keep throwing combos, till there's no goons left
Cause when you fight on the streets, it's a fight to the death
Can't be weak out here, cause there ain't no half stepping
So if you can't hang, then you're better off staying in-
Side, the city's overrun with crime
It's a daily thing for em at the same old time
But they know I'll be out to get the rest of them
Cody T. is on the cut, and much respect to Rakim
(verse 3)
Even the girls here are full of scorn
The total polar opposite of a quiet storm
Cause they down with Mad Gear, and now they all hate me
Cause broken bones is all I give em lately
Poison say she love me, and also tried to bank me
Gank me, shank me, ccause it gets her soft and wet
So naturally, I had to put her wild ass in check
And now she got the nerve to get all upset
MG girls get mad cause they always get beat up
I wouldn't have to hurt you if you'd just ease up
But y'all always try to fade me, you must be crazy
Thought I was Garcia, and ya tried to Blaze me